Thank you, Runcy, for your nice comments about LIGHT UP NIGHT. The first 3 paragraphs of the story are taken almost verbatim from a response someone sent me when I made this request on another board.
On a far less "realistic" note, fans of my reformatory stories and my "mistaken identity" stories will be pleased to know that I've submitted another adventure for the moderators review. An visiting American judge finds herself accidentally mistaken for a hooligan and is imprisoned briefly. After her identity is established she is offered release, but asks instead to stay and offer a formal plea for clemmency on Mercy Night, so that she might understand the feelings that the delinquents who face her in court experience.
'On Mercy Night I will stand in the shadow of the cane, and cast lots with the other delinquents, and face justice with them. Don't you see? It will be so dreadfully exciting!'In many states the penalty for selling alcohol to minors is the loss of your license, so the rule is to card anyone who appears to be under 30. I was carded well into my thirties. Still, I thought Jools story might make for a good story, where a woman, after foolishly arguing with a clerk, realizes that she left her wallets and keys in her car. After failing to contact her husband (who is hosting a wine-less party) she spends the night at juvie, until her husband comes to retrieve her. Charges are dropped -- along with Jools pants - when her husband devises a novel way of proving to the clerk and store owner that Jool has learned her lesson!

I liked Linda's and Janie's stories of teachers being mistaken for students, particularly when the Librarian grabbed Janine by the arm when she tried to leave.
You mentioned your clothes, and I'd be curious to know what you were wearing that so convinced the Librarian that you were a student. Clothes make the woman (or in these cases, the girl), and I think they're a vitally important aspect of these situations.
How did the experience make you feel? Suprised? Embarrassed? Angry? Fearful? Excited? How did you interact with the librarian in the weeks that followed? Was the mistake ever mentioned again, or were you ever teased about it? Was it ever a consideration in your future wardrobe choices?
Thanks for the responses, and for all the details. I think the initial grounding in reality is what makes a good story great.
